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Chapter 15!

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I stared at my reflection sadly as I finished braiding my hair. Ciel had been ignoring me these past few days. Did I do something wrong? Does he not care for me? I stood from my seat and walked out of my room.

Ever since the ball, Ciel had been unusually cold towards me. Now, he barely speaks a word to me, or so as much glances my way. We just solved a case the night after last, and he hardly acknowledged my presence.

I walked down the hall, searching desperately for something to do. "Hello, Miss Katheryn." a smooth voice said. I turned to see Sebastian standing there, wearing a small smile.

"Hello, Sebastian." I said with a fake smile. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"The Master has received another order from her majesty. She wishes for him to investigate murders plaguing the town as of recent. I was wondering if you would accompany us?" he asked. 'Another case? So soon?'

"Of course." I said with fake enthusiasm. "When do we leave?"

"In a few moments. Please go prepare now." he said, turning and walking away.

"Alright." I said as I headed back to my room. I grabbed my gloves and cloak and put them on quickly, then went outside.

Ciel and Sebastian were already there, waiting for me. When I reached the bottom of the staircase, I greeted with a small smile, "Hello." Ciel only nodded, keeping his eye on anything but me. My smile quickly faded, and I stepped into the carriage.

During the ride, Ciel and I refrained from looking at each other, and instead focused on the scenery outside. We soon came to a stop outside of Undertaker's. 'How lovely.' I thought sarcastically as I got out of the carriage, followed by Ciel.

We went inside, and Undertaker was already standing there, as if he were expecting us. "Hello Earl." he greeted with a grin. An unusually creepy grin at that. "Katheryn." he said as he stepped over to me and traced a finger down my cheek while smiling strangely. I forced myself to not shudder and instead smile, although it was a weak smile. I could have sworn I saw Ciel's eye twitch.

"Have a seat, miss." Undertaker said as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, leading me over to a coffin. I carefully sat down on one, and he looked to Ciel and Sebastian."You as well, Earl and Sebastian." he said, gesturing towards the seating arrangements. Ciel sat on the same coffin as me, but as far to the edge as possible. Sebastian remained standing behind us.

"Something seems. . . different about you, Earl." Undertaker said, drumming his fingertips together.

"Everything is the same." Ciel said immediately, and a bit quickly.

"Oh? Are you sure?" he asked, and I noticed Undertaker was slowly inching closer to me, centimeter by centimeter.

"Yes." Ciel said, looking and sounding a bit annoyed. Undertaker sat down beside me, but kept himself leaned forward enough so he could see Ciel.

"If you say so." he said, and casually laid a hand on my waist. My eye twitched slightly, and I felt a vein in my temple pulse. 'What the hell is he trying to do?' I asked myself, keeping my calm composure.

"What would you like to know?" he asked, as if he wasn't doing anything strange.

"You know exactly what I came here for. I want information on the recent killings in London." Ciel said, glaring lightly at Undertaker.

"Oh, yes of course!" he said, and gave a short chuckle. 'What the hell?' "Let's see. . ." he said, sounding off in thought. He stared ahead, and drummed his fingers on my waist. The laced fingers in my lap twitched, and I forced myself to stare ahead and focus on other things. I was this close to hitting him upside the head.

"Killings. . . Killings. . ." he said, as if scanning his brain. "Oh, but first, you must pay." he said, grinning widely.

"Of course. Sebastian-" Ciel said.

"No, no, no." Undertaker said, waving a dismissive hand. "I don't want a joke."

Ciel arched an eyebrow. "Then how do we pay you?"

"I want a kiss from a pretty girl." he said with a creepy grin.

"What!" Ciel and I shouted, jumping up from our seats and blushing. Undertaker burst out into loud laughter, falling over in his seat and landing on the floor. He began to bang his fist against the floor, and I thought I saw a tear or two roll down his cheeks.

When his laughter finally stopped, he stood back up, dabbing his cheeks with his sleeve. "The looks on your faces were priceless!" Undertaker said, giggling here and there. 'What a cruel joke. I though he was serious!'

"How dare you joke about such things!" Ciel shouted.

"Why would it matter to you, Earl?" Undertaker asked, leaning against a counter. "Are you jealous, perhaps? Do you want to be the one to kiss Katheryn?"

"No!" Ciel shouted, blushing. "What on Earth are you going on about? I don't want to kiss her! You've had your laugh, now tell me what I want to know!" Ciel raged, face red, and about three veins pulsing in his head.

Undertaker laughed again, but it was much shorter than before. "As you wish, Earl!" he said, and I slowly sat back down, feeling myself blushing. 'My goodness. . .'

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It was now nighttime, and we were waiting outside of what had to be the culprit's home. Sebastian and Ciel were positive this was our man, so I was instructed to shoot him and kill him as soon as he exited the house. I was standing on one side of the door in the shadows, and Sebastian and Ciel were standing on the other.

There was soon the sound of a door opening slowly, and I held up my- err, Ciel's- gun, and prepared to shoot. The man- whom I was sure was the culprit- stepped forward and faced the street. I quickly stepped forward and pressed the barrel of the gun into his back. Before I could pull the trigger, he spun around and wrapped his fingers around my neck tightly.

I quickly shot the gun, and I hit him dead in the stomach. He fell backwards, landing flat on his back on the ground. I kept the gun aimed at him still. I kicked his shoe once. Twice. No movement. I stepped beside him and dug my boot heel into the back of his hand. Still no movement.

"He's dead." I said, putting the gun into my dress pocket. I felt like some sort of hired assassin, doing all of the killing for Ciel. Sebastian went to dispose of the body, and Ciel and I were left alone.

"Ciel?" I asked quietly. He grunted in response, so I continued, "Why aren't you talking to me?" he didn't reply. 'Your answer is much appreciated. . .' I saw movement just to my left, so I pulled the gun out and held it out, but all I saw was darkness.

"What is it? Ciel asked, coming up beside me.

"I thought I saw something." I said, untensing a bit, but still keeping the gun held up.

"Nothing's there." Ciel said after a moment, and walked back to his spot leaning against the wall. I wasn't too sure, but I didn't feel like putting up a fight, so I slowly brought the gun down and placed it back in my pocket.

I heard something again, and turned my head just in time to see a figure lunging for me. I felt a horrible stinging sensation my upper left arm, and I yelled in pain. I fell to the ground, trying to see into the darkness and to the person responsible.

"Katheryn!" Ciel shouted, running over to me. I quickly pulled out the gun and fired several times into the blackness, trying to ignore the pain in my arm. I heard something fall to the ground, and a hand became visible from the streetlight. In the limp palm of the hand was a bloody dagger. I set down the gun and clutched my now bloody arm, hissing in pain.

"Let me see it." Ciel said gently, reaching out for my arm.

"I'm fine." I said, my voice strained.

"Bloody hell you're not." Ciel cursed, glaring lightly at me. "Let me see it." he said a bit sternly, but I could hear the concern in his voice. I sighed in defeat and turned so Ciel could examine my arm. He gently lifted up the hand covering the wound, and examined the cut.

"You're going to be fine." Ciel said as he applied pressure to it to stop the bleeding. 'This is the most he's said to me in days.' I thought as I watched him.

"Is everything alright?" I heard Sebastian's voice ask. I looked up to see him standing there as if he had been there the whole time.

"Katheryn was injured." Ciel said, standing and carefully helping me up. Sebastian arched an eyebrow, and Ciel jerked his thumb behind him, stepping aside so Sebastian could see the body. Sebastian nodded and walked over to me.

"May I?" he asked, holding his hands out. I nodded, and he looked over the cut on my arm. "It isn't too bad of a cut." he said, examining it further. "I will treat it when we arrive back at the mansion."

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"Thank you, Sebastian." I said as he finished putting the bandages around my arm.

"It wasn't a problem, Miss Katheryn." he said, giving a smile and walking towards the door. "Be sure to get plenty of rest."

"Alright, Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

I laid down on my back on the bed and stared up, reflecting. Who was that man that stabbed me, exactly? Someone out to get me? Just some random killer?

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door opening quietly. I turned my head to the door, and I was surprised to see Ciel entering the room.

"Oh, you're awake." he said, stepping in the room and softly closing the door behind him. "How are you feeling?" 'Since when does he care?'

"I'm fine." I said with a small smile.

"If I had listened to you, maybe this wouldn't have happened." he said, looking down.

"It's alright. I would rather it be me than you." I said, and I felt my cheeks heat up slightly. Ciel nodded blankly, and stepped over towards the bed where I was laying. His fingers gently traced the place where the bandage and skin met.

"Get better soon." he said, and walked towards the door. "Goodnight." he said, not turning around before closing the door. I could have sworn I saw the tips of his ears turn red. Perhaps I was mistaken? Oh, well.

I closed my eyes and welcomed the darkness that overcame me.

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Ciel's POV

I sat down on my bed as Sebastian began getting me ready for sleep. I couldn't remove a certain girl from my mind. She seemed to always be there nowadays.

"Is something troubling you, Master?" Sebastian asked, looking up at me.

"No." I replied quickly, keeping from looking at him.

"Are you sure? You have been acting a bit strange as of late." he continued. I sighed and didn't respond. "Please, tell me what is bothering you, Master." he persisted stubbornly.

"It's Katheryn." I said quickly and quietly.

"What about her?" he asked as he removed my eye patch.

"I. . ." I started, and I gained up the courage to confess. "I like her." I said, keeping my eyes on the floor. "But, when I get my revenge, I'm going to die. I don't want her to be brokenhearted." I said, twisting my fingers together.

"That's why you've been acting so strange." Sebastian said in an 'ah-ha' tone. "You could die any time, Master. You could get your revenge tomorrow, or twenty years from now." he said as he finished dressing me. I nodded slowly, but continued to stare at the ground. 'I never actually thought of that.'

"But what if she doesn't like me?" I asked, arching an eyebrow at him.

"I think she does." he said with a smile.

"How so?"

"Well, at the ball, for example. When you tried to kiss her, she said-"

"You heard that?" I asked, blushing a bit.

"And saw." he added, smiling innocently. I blushed harder and looked away. 'Damn his demon senses.' I thought as I tried to suppress the heat in my face. I heard a small chuckle from Sebastian.

"Don't worry, Master. I didn't tell anyone." he said, and I could see a light smirk on his face. 'Hmp. Not yet, that is.'

"May I offer some advice, Master?" he asked. I turned to face him.

"Go on."

"Just tell Miss Katheryn how you feel."

"What if she rejects me?"

"What if she accepts you? You will never know unless you ask." he said. He stood and tucked me into the bed.

He picked up the candle and walked towards the door. "Goodnight, my Lord."

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